Money Man
Spin For You
[Intro]
(Section 8 just striaght cooked this motherfucka up)

[Chorus]
Told lil' mama that ya man dead, yeah, I spin for you
N***a put a hand on you, I pop his fuckin' lip for you
Remember we had stole a teacher car way back in middle school
Catch his ass in traffic, better hope his car bulletproof
I hope she realize I can upgrade her lifestyle
Everybody In Miami still with me Iced out
Buttons on these glizzys, on my soul, you'll get wiped down
ATM get drained and accounts, they get wiped out
Every city had like three or four, I be filed out
"Is he about that life for real?" Come and find out
How he made that much on one CP? They tryna find out
Hit it from the back, I almost tore her fuckin' spine out

[Verse]
Fuck he think tryna rob me, had to blow his mind out
I might OD on these shrooms like I'm Amy Winehouse
She love to kiss, she don't deny me entry
Her wrist is Van Cleef, and her truck is a Bentley
If she don't comply, then I'ma send her to the exit
Slapped her on the ass and told her could she send up sex
I ain't got no chill, I'm talkin' to these bitches reckless
Go and get the money, that's the motto and directive
Opps they get filled out, bad bitch with good hair
She lookin' like Nia Long
She not a city girl, but she got flewed out
She come to my crib and get her back blew out
Fuck the police, with them we'll have a shoot out
Lost fifty boxes and found me a new route
Parked the Sedan, and I brought a new coupe out
King of this shit, don't make me bring the troops out
Modified Glock, It'll take a whole group out
I got my eyes on the prize, I'm so locked in
Turn that lil' bitch on, while all her friends watchin'
Her ass so soft, that shit feel like some cotton
Patek and AP and Rollie, one watch
[Chorus]
Told lil' mama that ya man dead, yeah, I spin for you
N***a put a hand on you, I pop his fuckin' lip for you
Remember we had stole a teacher car way back in middle school
Catch his ass in traffic, better hope his car bulletproof
I hope she realize I can upgrade her lifestyle
Everybody In Miami still with me Iced out
Buttons on these glizzys, on my soul, you'll get wiped down
ATM get drained and accounts, they get wiped out
Every city had like three or four, I be filed out
"Is he about that life for real?" Come and find out
How he made that much on one CP? They tryna find out
Hit it from the back, I almost tore her fuckin' spine out

[Outro]
Fuck he thinkin' tryna rob me, had to blow his mind out